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Had A Little Convo With Someone...

Someone went to me and asked "Why am I not sweet, unlike you? Do you have all the 'sweet-genes' or something?". It took me a moment to comprehend what she just said and I told her "It's not in the genes. It depends on how you want people to feel and how sensitive you are to other's feelings." Then I added "Pride, my dear."

And then she told me that she threw a certain letter that someone gave her a year ago because she thought it was "too sweet" and too "corny" and after that, I gave her a speech. Our conversation went like this:

Me: WHAT?! Why would you throw something like that? He wrote that letter with all his might regarding that he will probably get humiliated because of that and yet he still chose to write a love letter to you. Have a sense of gratitude. Just keeping that letter is a huge deal for him already and that means so much but you'll just throw it away???

Her: I kept it for a year...

Me: And soooo??? You kept it for a year and that doesn't mean that it's already okay. Once someone gave you something that they worked hard on, you should treasure it forever. What if someone did the same thing if they ever sent you a letter? You wouldn't like it, would you? What will you tell your children someday? What will you ever share to them? You can't have that letter ever and say that "Oh look, I remember this letter that he sent me." and you wouldn't have something to smile about. Even keeping that letter is the sweetest thing that you could have done for him.

Her: So...should I retrieve that letter?

Me: Yup.

And then sadly, the letter couldn't be found somewhere. So I told her that she should apologize to him, and she did, and I am so proud of her because for once in her life, she lowered her pride and apologized with all her heart and I know that she's feeling bad about it.

Don't worry though, they are in good terms now. :)

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